Cultivation

🏆["Silver Medal" in Fantasy Category of "Meganovel Annual Writing Contest 2022"]🏆 Flay Eulser is on the brink of death. Even though he came from a long line of ability users born with a gifted Taming Hand that allows them to tame and control monsters, he was unable to use it and was considered a 'dud' in his tribe. Worst still, he accidentally tamed a Slime! Which is one of the most worthless creatures among all monsters! But the Slime was more than it seemed as it showed an amazing power to turn into a sword and have a consciousness of its own! And as the two unlikely partners struggle to get through the deadly circumstances Flay has led himself into, the two quickly discover that there were more mysteries regarding Flay Eulser himself. Witness the self-discovering, slime-taming, town-building, love-budding and world-saving Tales of the Slime Tamer!

Jin Hale is a corporate office worker, who practiced martial arts and swordsmanship during his university years. He wants nothing but to laze around and read his book which he almost achieved in the most ironic way, by dying. But a mysterious old man appeared to him and give him a second chance but with a certain condition. To stop the annihilation of all races and save the planet. Since he was given a second chance, he must do everything to achieve his ultimate goal by not under any circumstances dying again.

My peaceful short life had been quickly cut off by a band of bandits that had raided my village, killing my father and capturing my mother. The bandit leader took a fancy to me and decided to make me one of them because of my face, for reasons unknown to me, but this was only the start of my journey. The more I grew up the more I realized that I had no talent, I was as ordinary as I could be, with no inherited memories, no old masters to help me improve my talent, no legacies left behind, no locked bloodlines that would burst into activity when I was in danger. But I still had something that most people didn't have. A stubbornness that many wouldn't possess, the stubbornness and sense of danger that I got for life after I saw my father die in front of me. And with that, I shall predate upon those that are more talented than me. I shall walk forward and reach the apex of the world, not because I want to protect anyone, but because that's simply what I want to do! Regardless of the methods that I have to use or the people that I have to push out of my way!

A top assasin and an undercover physician, she was betrayed and killed by her lover and best friend. She was reborn into a world, where cultivation was valued, where the strong preys over the weak. She has to prop herself up and continue to live. All she wanted was a peaceful life but fate had other plans. Her parentage was doubtful, even the path she embarked on was already set for her by someone. Knowing forgiveness would only make herself miserable, she started responding by slapping her enemies back with words and actions. Hidden behind her whole history was a big conspirary fueled by a prophecy from the stars.

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]

Gods and their Angel servants have been terrorising the mortal for millennia...Until 4000 years ago the Magic King at the time could no longer watch the tyranny and suffering caused by Angels and Gods. He gathered armies from every race and challenged the gods dying for the sake for freedom. Now the Magic Kings throne is empty. The world needs a new Magic King. More powerful than the previous Magic King himself and even surpassing the Gods.

After years of rotting behind bars for a crime he didn’t commit… one orchestrated by his own wife instead, Glenn Avery is finally released, clothed in nothing but prison rags and carrying the parting gifts of his fellow inmates. But Glenn isn’t just a free man. He’s a man reborn. On the day of his release, however, instead of a welcome or even a shred of remorse, he’s met with divorce papers, delivered coldly by an arrogant stranger. No apology. No second chances. Instead, he was shoved in the face with a cheque and threatened to never speak about the past, having no idea that the man they betrayed wasn’t the same weak, powerless Glenn from before. He’s now a dragon cloaked in human skin. A man forged in isolation. Sharpened by betrayal. Hardened by time. Behind his seemingly ragged appearance is a man of a terrifying identity and power—someone whom warriors would serve without question, kings would kneel before, and emperors would fear crossing. A man whose presence commands respect… or destruction. …. Spoiler: From Prison to Power is a pulse-pounding urban revenge saga filled with brutal comebacks, explosive drama, powerful women, and a protagonist who’s equal parts madman and legend.

A meteor strike caused all living things on Earth to mutate. A race of beasts rose from the ground with a violent bloodlust to annihilate the human race. The humans were also affected. The meteor radiation gives everyone magic powers. An army of Beast Slayers was formed to keep the world peaceful and to eliminate the monster race that attacked humans. Born into a mysterious family, Noah Quill is the only person without magic in the force. People scorned Noah, thinking he was useless and just practicing swords without magic. When Noah was training alone on a mystical mountain, the power from his family legacy was awakened. Now, he was ready to become the greatest Beast Slayer and join The Legion. DING! [Congratulations on awakening your talent] [Synchronization of talents with host body] [1%] [100%] [Synchronization complete] [Ability: Blood Manipulation]

In a world of martial arts riddled with battles and strifes among the races, Ning Fusheng embarked on a journey to bring a lasting peace to the world. He crafted the greatest sword, learned the greatest skill and became the greatest martial artist in the world.

For a thousand years, the Dragonforge has slumbered, its molten heart pulsing with the blood of the first dragon. Every century, it awakens to choose a champion, one who will either reforge the legendary Dragon bane and slay the Eclipse Wyrm, or become its vessel and doom the world. This time, it chooses Dain, a lowly blacksmith’s apprentice with no magic in his veins. But Dain hides a secret: he is the last descendant of the Dragonforge Heir, a bloodline cursed to bear the weight of the world’s salvation, or its destruction. On the night of his twentieth birthday, Dain’s adoptive father, Borin, is murdered by the Order of the Silver Flame, a fanatical sect of dragon-slayers who believe Dain’s blood is the key to unleashing the Wyrm. Forced to flee, Dain discovers the truth: his hands bear the Mark of the Forge, and his veins run with the same fire as the ancient dragon. Hunted by the Order and pursued by the Ashen Covenant, a cult that worships the Wyrm, Dain must master the lost art of Runesmithing and gather the Seven Sacred Ores to reforge the Dragon bane. But the deeper he delves into his heritage, the more he questions whether the Wyrm is truly a mindless beast, or a prisoner of a divine betrayal. His only allies are Serra, a disgraced knight of the Silver Flame who wants to burn the world to save it, and Veyla, a sorceress of the Ashen Covenant who hears the Wyrm’s whispers in her dreams. Together, they journey across the shattered kingdoms of Eldros, from the Phoenix’s Nest to the Tomb of the Forgotten King, each step bringing Dain closer to the Wyrm’s awakening—and his own transformation.